A/N: Soryy for the long wait but school has been a bitch and the teachers are worse. If anyone is inerested, I'm in need of a beta, so just send me a PM and let me know.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Detective C. J. Malti and the plot (which I'm still not sure about, I don't know where I'm going with it) Rizzoli & Isles belong to their creator.

As C. J. walked out of the morgue, Jane watched her go. She knew something was up as soon as she saw her take out her cell phone, her suspicion was confirmed when she saw the detective start to dial a number. Before she could even wonder who the detective was calling, everyone in the room was awarded with C. J.'s voice drifting to them, allowing them to hear at least her side of the conversation. Jane couldn't help but wonder what type of history the sexy but aloof detective had with the victim, she didn't know how she was going to do it but she knew she had to find out.

Based on the looks that everyone gave her as she walked back into the morgue C. J. knew that they had heard at least some of what she has said on the phone. Although it was a bit irritating that they now knew that she had some sort of connection with the victim, she couldn't bring herself to care about it at the moment. She just wanted this whole thing to be over, the quicker the better.

"So now that you're finished with your phone call, how about we go upstairs and find out exactly what we have on this guy. The quicker this case is solved the more sleep I'll be able to get." said Jane in a condescending tone.

Barry shot Jane a glare before turning to Maura. "Thanks for accommodating us on such short notice. I hope you have a nice day"

"No problem Barry, I hope you have a nice too do. All of you" replied the doctor with a smile.

The female detectives both replied with a 'thank you and same to you' in one form or the other while filing out of the morgue followed by Frost. They again rode the elevator in silence, heading to the bullpen, where they found Korsak eating a box of donuts with a steaming mug of coffee.

"So how'd it go?" he asked while brushing powdered sugar off his lips with his hand

"The vic's ID was fake, his name is actually Peter Marshal" supplied Frost

"Yeah, and I'm beginning to get the feeling that this case is gonna last longer than I originally thought" mumbled Jane grumpily

"Why would you think that?" asked Vince

"Because I just searched for our friend there in the database and you wouldn't believe the amount of crap that he's been into" replied Jane in frustration

"Like what?" asked Barry

"Robbery, kidnapping, grand theft auto, rape, destruction of property and breaking and entering to name the mild ones— "

"Mild ones? You call those mild?" shouted Vince

"They're mild compared to the one he's known most for—" said Jane

"I'm almost afraid to hear what that one is" mumbled Barry

"It's murder but not the clean cut kind" continued Jane

"What do you mean by 'not the clean cut kind?" questioned Frost with a confused look on his face.

"She means he doesn't just murder his victims. He stalks them for months, sometimes years and then either he or his partner lures their victim into a trap, where the victim is tortured for days, weeks or even months and then killed in a gruesome way. The torture varies depending on the victim" explains C. J. stoically

"Whoa" breathed Vince with a stunned look on his face

Instead of asking the seemingly passive detective how she knew such information, Jane decided to just continue relaying the information that she found.

"It says here that he has a partner, her name is Celia. They went to high school together but the partner doesn't seem to be of an importance. They were both last seen five years ago after one of their schemes failed when their victim escaped. It doesn't say who the victim was but we need to find and question the vic and both the families of both of them to see if we can get any leads."

"Their families are all dead. There's no one left. I wouldn't just write off the partner like that. She's actually the mastermind behind all their plans, she leads and he follows." supplied C. J.

"Okay then, Miss 'Know It All' said Jane in a condescending tone, "since you know so much about this case, why don't you tell us what happened to that victim that escaped huh? Where is he or she now?"

C. J. didn't immediately answer the forceful and angry question that the gorgeous but increasingly irritating detective threw at her because of the memories that said question brought to mind. Memories of running through a wet and muddy forest, hoping and praying that she was running fast enough and hearing nothing but the sound of her heart beating in her ears. Memories of waking up in the middle of the night, screaming because of the nightmares. She hoped with all her heart that she would retain her sanity throughout this case because it was all she had left.

Pulling herself out of her revere, she realized that the detective was still talking to her.

"—I thought. Can't come up with an answer huh? Maybe you don't know as much as you thought you did." mocked Jane

"The victim escaped solely because of sheer will and determination and she won't be talking to anyone about that experience any time soon. She has moved on from that experience and won't think too kindly about having to dredge up those memories" replied C. J. calmly, which was a large feat because of the turmoil her mind was in.

"And just how would you know what the victim would or wouldn't want?" asked Frost sceptically

"Let's just say that the victim and I are close and leave it at that" answered C. J.

"Leave it at that? We can't just leave it at that, if the victim has any information that can help then we need to find her." argued Jane

"I understand your point but we're ending this discussion, at least for today. I'm tired and would really like to head back to my hotel and take a nap. If I stay here any longer I'll probably do or say something that I'll regret, so it's in everyone's best interest if I leave" responded an angry and frustrated C. J.

From the expression on the detective's face and the shadows in her eyes, Vince knew she was telling the truth. He didn't want to see what would happen if she snapped at Jane because of one of her snippy remarks because he knew the ensuing argument wouldn't end well. From experience, he knew that Jane was only being such a pain in the detective's ass because she had yet to have her proper dose of caffeine and the detective was the perfect person to take her frustration out on—she was new and she was convenient. Instead of waiting for Jane's reply to the detective's statement, Vince decided to offer the detective a ride.

"Well if you think it's for the best, how about I give you a ride? We wouldn't want anything regrettable happening at all" he said with a smile

Even though she thought the smile made him looked a bit creepy, C. J. smiled back at him and inwardly thanked him for breaking the tension that was palatable after her last statement.

"I don't need a ride but thank you for the offer. My rental's outside." she replied

"Where are you staying?" inquired Frost

"I think the name of the place was 'The Ames Hotel" answered C. J.

"That's a good place, you'll like it there." stated Vince

"I hope I do. I'll see you guys tomorrow." offered C. J. as she walked out of the bullpen. She could feel fierce brown eyes staring at her back as she walked to the elevators. Jane hadn't said anything at all after her little statement though some would call it an outburst, she didn't even say goodbye as Vince and Barry did but then again C. J. wasn't expecting her to.

C. J. just couldn't understand what was going on, sure Jane was a bit rude to her for no particular reason but normally C. J. held her cool for longer than she did today. She couldn't quite explain it but there was just something about Jane that just got her riled up, whatever it was she needed to get rid of it as soon as possible. Her life was complicated enough as it was and she didn't need feeling that she couldn't explain complicating it any further. Some things just needed to remain as they were.